Xia Hong took a deep breath, looking at the sky already showing a glimmer of light, and continued towards the direction of East Ridge.
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Moao Calendar, Year 131, September 16.
Lu Yang and his group returned from Zhu Ling before dawn.
Of course, they weren’t the only ones who returned.
Zhu Baixu, Bai Wuji, Wan Qingyu, and Nie Shen, these four hostages, also returned.
"We can only stay in the house next to the main building?"
"We are all disciples of Leader Lu, and can’t even enter the main building?"
"Didn’t they say the treatment would be the same? Why don’t they let us into the main building?"
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At this moment, the four hostages, Zhu Baixu, were in a house over a hundred meters away from the main building, plaining incessantly.
All four were sons of leaders, initially enjoying privileges in the camp. Although they came to East Ridge as hostages this time, Lu Yang still granted them the status of disciples and even personally promised that their cultivation resources would be the same as before in the camp.
However, they discovered upon arrival that they were assigned to stay far from the main building and were explicitly told not to enter it.
The main building is the most important place in the camp, the core of power. Whether one can live there and enter freely symbolizes status. These four, as sons of lords, surely understood this, which is why they were so indignant.
"The treatment was supposed to be the same, and we also cannot enter the main building. Only the leader, the eight heads, and the more than five hundred people who followed him from the north can enter the main building."
As the four plained, a voice suddenly sounded from deep within the room. Looking up, they saw another person lying on a bed inside.
"It’s not even a four-person room, it’s a five-person room!"
Zhu Baixu was on the verge of collapse.
Bai Wuji looked fiercely at the person inside and demanded harshly, "Who are you? Do you have the right to live with us?"
The person on the bed stood up gently and walked over to the four people.
Although he was only fourteen or fifteen years old, there was a maturity on his face, clearly more posed than Zhu Baixu and the others.
Looking at the four, a smile appeared on his face, and he cupped his hands, saying, "I am your senior brother, Lu Yun. Please take care of me in the future!"
Senior brother, Lu Yun.
Also a disciple of Lu Yang!
Zhu Baixu was about to continue questioning, but Lu Yun spoke first, "Since the four junior brothers have just joined, it’s appropriate we order by age. How does that sound?"
Hearing that they were to be ranked by age, the youngest, Wan Qingyu, immediately objected, "We live by our fists, how can we rank by age? It should be whoever is stronger is ranked first."
"I think we could go by height."
Being noticeably taller than the other three, Bai Wuji’s ment instantly drew fierce criticism from them.
Originally the target of hostility, Lu Yun now stood aside, watching the four argue and laugh, with his face full of amusement.
"Master said that when I can change the previous dispositions of these four in the next five years, I’ll earn the right to freely enter and exit the main building. I must achieve that. Only by entering the main building can one be considered a true East Ridge person!"
Regarding the main building, it wasn’t just Zhu Baixu and the others who cared. Nearly everyone in East Ridge, all 10,000 people, felt a deep-seated resentment.
For the past three years, everyone has seen that Lu Yang only considers those five hundred people as his own. The others brought by Baisonghe were nearly ignored. Even the usual distribution of Beast Meat was done outside the main building.
Only by entering the main building can one be considered a true East Ridge person.
Somewhere along the line, such a saying spread within the camp.
"The five who came recently, Zhao Yuanshan, Xiao Yan, Luo Cheng, Luo An, and Zou Ping, could freely enter and exit the main building from the start. I originally thought they relied on connections, but it turns out their strength is so formidable!"
Lu Yun turned to look at Zhu Baixu and the others, recalling the talk about the duels at Zhu Ling last night, and his pupils were full of astonishment.
His Basic Strength is currently only 28,000, but he’s already eighteen years old. He couldn’t even pare to the likes of Luo An, let alone outperform Zhu Baixu and the others in terms of aptitude.
And Zhao Yuanshan’s group, who only arrived at East Ridge last month, all under fifteen, could absolutely crush the talents of the other seven families in Beining Mountain. How strong must their aptitude be?
At this very moment, Lu Yun realized why those young people could effortlessly enter and exit the main building.
"The original strength of Master’s camp was unimaginably strong. These five were also said to have fled later; maybe many strong ones from the camp are not dead. There’s a chance Master might return to rebuild his homeland in the future. I must bee strong quickly, or else when Master returns, he certainly won’t take me with him!"
After all, as Lu Yang’s disciple, Lu Yun’s understanding of his Master far surpassed that of others in the camp, so he long had a plan in mind.
Lu Yun set aside his thoughts and continued to guide Zhu Baixu and the others patiently.
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